Mar 20, 2019 | Rating : | Written by ReaperGhost Jack Of Lost Souls
Untitled (just To Lift Spirits) Read Count : 155

Category : Diary/Journal

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High and high I sore. Till I'm betwixt the spaces of the air it self. 
Higher and higher I sore. The clouds below resemble the buildings of the cities that I left behind
Higher still I'll sore to rejoice in the freedom of finally resting

Comments

  • Mar 20, 2019

  • Mar 20, 2019

  • Good

    Mar 20, 2019

  • See I came

    Mar 21, 2019

  • Mar 23, 2019

  • high hopes

    Apr 07, 2019

  • it didn't lift my spirits, but it sure did lift my blood pressure to the roof all right. 🙃 have a great and safe day! 🖤🖤🖤

    Sep 03, 2019

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